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Originally Posted by Steve Jordan
Yesterday, I was so absorbed in my reading that I missed my stop on my commuter train. I had to call my wife to drive up and pick me up, a half-hour out of her way.
I blame myself for my own inattentiveness, of course. However, I keep thinking about the fact that I ride that train every day, with at least a dozen other people who see me every day (including the conductor, who sat right in front of me yesterday). Yet, when we got to the stop I always get off on, did anyone notice that I was still sitting there, and tap my shoulder, or say, "Hey, dude, we're in Germantown... aren't you getting off?"
Nope.
Even the conductor, who got back onto the train after my stop, didn't notice me right there behind his seat.
Some days, I feel truly invisible in this society. When I walk down the streets of the city I grew up in, and have worked in over twenty-five of the last thirty years, I feel completely anonymous... and I watch the things anonymous people do around (and, more importantly, to) each other, every day.
And suddenly I can understand, completely and without reservation, why some people go postal...
Yeah, I know. 'Cause I missed my stop. It really is that simple.
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Steve, we are becoming less and less social. No one cares about anyone else, it's me, me, me. They don't want to "get involved" they have no passion, they do what the TV tells them to do, it's 1984.....